Charles's Pov
In my 54 years of living, I've seen the good side of people. I've met trustworthy and honest people. The majority of them aspire to be me, they want to have my power, my money, my influence, my respect; but they only see with one eye. This is how businesses work. You only let them to see what you want them to see. Never let anyone aside your family know your plans and secrets. I created a reality even for my daughter, Reine. I can't let anything happen to her or to her mother, I love them too much. My wife, Gabrielle, knows the truth and she told me to not cover things up. This is my mistake, which Reine will not forget when it will come out, because it will, sooner or later the truth comes at the surface. This is inevitable, I should have talked to her, let her know everything. Now, when everything is starting to fall apart, on my darkest time, it doesn't remain space for good. Good doesn't exist in Mafia.
"What should we do boss? Write a letter maybe?" Antoine, my right hand asks. I don't even have the ability to think clearly.
"Monsieur, we must take action. We need to do something or we'll end up dead and finally show Albert whose Mafia is this, we must stop him from achieving his goal, he keeps telling that he is the leader of our Mafia. We'll lose any source of salvation because of him. We need to inform all leaders who the real boss is. "
"Antoine, write a letter or post card to the Italians and invite them to Paris. You will not say that it's from the French Mafia, but from the Beaufort Enterprises. When they will come, we'll tell them that I'm the real Boss of the French Mafia, not Albert who is now the first 'good friend' of our enemies."
"C'est parfait. I will put some champagne. We must celebrate the beginning of an alliance, but what if they don't accept it?"
"They will, trust me. We have common enemies." I tell Antoine and drink from the glass of champagne.
"To whom I will write it? To the current boss of the Italians or to his father?"
"To his father. Father to father we'll understand each other better. He may come with his son and with who else he wants."
"Understood. I will go write it immediately."
All my enemies are starting a war, not only against me, but also against the American Mafia, one of my good friends and associates. But, even so, I still have to gain allies is our continent. The only ones who could save us are the Italians, the Don of the Italian Mafia, none else than Armando Rossi, the Devil, the most dangerous man that I've ever heard of.
At only 22 years of existence, he had gain a reputation that makes you tremble by only hearing his name. His reputation is with him everywhere. It's understandable, as the Don of the Italian Mafia, you can't let anyone slip.
♤ Armando's Pov ♤
"Amerigo, stop making jokes. I'm serious." He keeps smiling like an idiot. I focus my attention now to this ginger cat, which is looking, better saying, is staring at me that it almost starts scaring me. I continue her game, staring at her while she is comfortably resting in my arms. Everything goes like this until I hear the sound of someone taking a photo, and I see that is Amerigo with his phone in my direction.
"I captured the exact moment! Wow, O should have been a photographer!" He exclaims proud of himself. "You two look like soulmates! Am I right, Signorina Lola?"
"Meow, meow!" She's purring and resting her head against my chest, rubbing it against my black suit, smelling my cologne.
Amerigo takes Lola and cuddles with her "Armando, take us a photo" I look at him thinking 'where is the assassin, he looks like a kid whose parents bought him a cat for his birthday'.
"Fine, look here." He smiles holding the cat besides his head "Done, let's go to the hotel"
"We are going to let her here? In the dark? Alone?"
"You speak like it's a human girl, and besides, her owner is probably looking after her. Listen, tomorrow we are coming back and if she's still here, we'll do something, okay?"
"I agree, we have a deal" he slowly puts her on the floor and before we could get inside the car, she passes elegantly around our legs. We get in and the driver starts to go.
Once arrived in our rooms, we stay in the living room to discuss the details about tomorrow. "Amerigo, tomorrow is important, we have to decide our allies and enemies. We'll meet with the Americans, French, Mexicans and Colombians, Russians."
"Sì, now we should rest. Good night, brother."
"Buona notte."
♡ Reine's Pov ♡
"This is amazing. I thought it's only like this in movies, but... God, I'm impressed. " I tell Vivienne admiring the decorations, the sculptures, the architecture of it.
"It was my dream to visit the Casino together. We should go eat something, don't you think? My stomach is making too many sounds."
"Yeah, I'm also hungry. Let's go outside and go to a restaurant in front of the Casino. Wait, where is Lola?" I begin panicking as I don't see her. Vivienne starts to call after her, searching the surroundings.
"Excuse me, have you seen a ginger cat? Wearing a golden collar with the name 'Lola'?" I ask a couple.
"No, we haven't seen anything, sorry." My mind and heart are going crazy. I can't lose Lola!
"Let's go outside, maybe she's there"
"Okay" I have tears in my eyes, all the moments shared with Lola are coming to my mind, when she was just a kitten, all the laughs, our love for each other. Plese, be here, Lola! Just in front, I see a ginger cat and I start to calm myself, she looks at the black Rolls-Royce leaving the parking lot. I capture her attention by getting her in my arms, hugging and giving her a lot of gentle kisses. "Oh, Lola, please don't scare me like this again!" Vivienne is also petting her.
"Now, let's go sit somewhere and eat. Or better, let's go to the hotel and sleep, I'm exhausted! Specially after all this with Miss Ginger."
"I think it's for the best, we have other activities tomorrow. We should sleep in order to be fresh for the next day." I say and Viv tells the valet to prepare a car.
The next day
Me and Vivienne are partying on this super yacht since 5 p.m. Now, my watch tells that is 21 p.m. Viv is dancing with some guy, while I'm sitting at the border, admiring the view. The moon makes the water shine. I'm wondering what my parents are doing home. They didn't call me since I'm here. So strange.
♤ Armando's Pov ♤
Once again, we're here, at the Casino. The galla with all Mafias. We are the latest at arriving, as always. Everybody is here, including Albert.
"Armando! My friend, how are you? And you, Amerigo?" Jason, the leader of the American Mafia asks me. We've been really good friends these years. "We are fine. What about you?" "Ohh, the Eastern ones are driving me crazy. By the way, let me introduce you my new associates, Alonso, from Mexico and Pablo, from Columbia."
They look both in their 30's. They are both dark haired and Alonso is taller than Pablo, but not more than me and Amerigo. "Nice to meet you, gentlemen. " I tell them while giving my hand to shake it.
"Finally we have the chance to meet the Italians. So many rumors. We hope to collaborate with you in the future. "
"We are open to negotiate the terms, but today is not for business." I tell them because I always to a background check on my new collaborators even if it sounds stupid coming from me. There are businesses we don't support, people who have lost their mind for power and money. I'm not the perfect example of a good person, but I never kill innocent people.
"Look, if isn't the King of Rome! Armando! When are you coming to Moscow?" Viktor, the Boss of the Russians is acknowledging my presence. Pathetic.
"Viktor, we don't have much time, but I'll try to find some, don't worry. You know how it goes: work, work and work." I keep telling him this for 4 years.
"Armando."
"Albert."
"I see you guys are planning something. All here. I hope nothing against me." He laughs stupidly at his own joke.
"Of course not, my friend!" Viktor is always with Albert.
I keep watching their pathetic show while taking a sip from the glass of whiskey. I'm starting to get bored. I look at Amerigo and he seems bored too. "We must go. Our airplane is waiting for us. Business calls."
"So early?" Albert is really testing my patience once again.
"Yes, it's inevitable. " Amerigo responds for me and we leave them behind. "In Italy we will discuss about this. Changing subjects, I didn't see Lola" I smile at the thought of the ginger gattina. "I told you, her owner was looking for her, now they are both happy."
"But she also was happy with us. Agree with me, she liked us."
"Fine, she did. Now let's go back home."
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How was the third chapter? I really had to put my mind to work. More and better chapters will come. Stay tuned! ✨💥
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